A/N: This is going to be roughly ten to twelve chapters long and follows through until a little while after Deathly Hallows. Just thought that I'd let you know, my dears. Now, let's go and see what our young wizards are up to, hm?

After lunch, Harry had a study slot in his time table and decided to go against Hemione's wishes to join her in the library, he took the time to seek out his blond Slytherin boyfriend. He found Draco on his way to the grounds for a stroll. He took him by the hand. surprising the blond wizard a little. Harry whispered to him lowly, "Malfoy, come with me. Now." Draco replied in a low drawl, one that Harry was accustomed to relating to his boyfriend, "Alright Potter, what did you need me for?" Harry smirked at him as he answered cheekily, "Who said I needed you? I wanted you." Draco's eyes darkened to become more pewter than silver as his inner monologue screamed at him to kiss Harry, now. Draco thought that it was high time that he was straight with Harry, or rather, told him the truth. He murmured to Harry "Oh, I see. Well, you see Potter, I'm not straight either, as we've well established, and the fact is – you're a gorgeous bastard." Harry playfully interupted his boyfriend's confession with a wide cheeky grin, "Oh? I'm the bastard, am I?" Draco chuckled softly and swatted Harry's shoulder playfully as he teasingly told him, "Now now, Potter. Play nicely or I may have to punish you, oldest boy in the relationship duties, you know." Harry clutched his chest in false scandal, he whispered in a shocked tone, "You wouldn't dare!" Draco smirked at his boyfriend's playful false theatrics as he whispered darkly, "Watch me. Meet me in my rooms after dinner for your punishment, Potter." Harry moaned a little, as Draco was kissing his neck now, as he answered, "Mm… I'll be there as soon as I can…" Draco smirked as he murmured against the taller wizard's neck, "No hurry, Potter." Harry corrected him with a confident tone in his voice. "Harry." Draco looked at him with a confused expression as he asked Harry with awe in his tone, "What?" Harry answered with a grin. "My name. It's Harry." Draco grinned at him ecstatically as he answered cheerfully, "Alright, Harry. Draco Malfoy, at your service." Harry kissed the shorter wizard's pale blond hair as he whispered, "Thank you, Draco." That was the moment that they both started using each other's first names. And it couldn't have been any more perfect than it already was.

A week or so later, Harry and his boyfriend Draco were walking together in the grounds. Not many people were about, so it was alright for them to do this, while keeping their relationship for a secret, for now. Suddenly, Draco whispered lovingly to his boyfriend, "I hate you, Harry." Harry, in a slight state of shock upon realising the tone of love in his boyfriend's voice, asked as his own voice strained slightly, "What did you just say, Draco?" Draco smiled at him as he whispered once more,"I said; I hate you." Harry lovingly replied with a winning smile. "I hate you too, Draco." The two wizards were so caught up in professing their growingly serious feelings for each other didn't notice Hermione sneak up behind them. She whispered to them with a roll of her honey brown eyes, "That's not how you say it, guys." Draco, noticing who was speaking rolled his eyes at her as he answered in a drawled tone, "Oh? How do we say it then, Granger?" Hermione cleared her throat and answered with a smile, "I believe it's pronounced 'I love you' not 'I hate you.', Malfoy." Draco smirked at her as he coyly answered, "Well, we're not quite at that stage in our relationship just yet, are we, Harry?" Harry smiled at his loving boyfriend, grasped his hand as he entwined their fingers and proudly whispered back, "No Draco, we're not." Draco smiled at his adorable Gryffindor boyfriend as he answered Hermione with a smug note in his voice as he informed her, "By the way Granger, my godfather's rooms are the first left behind the Potions classroom. Black door, silver hinges. The password is 'ut catuli leonis' which means 'lioness' in English." Hermione shot him a grin, silently thanking him for the information as she cheerfully answered. "Thanks, Malfoy. See you in the Common Room, Harry." Harry smiled at his boyfriend and his sister figure as he bid Hermione goodbye, "Bye, Mione. See you later!" Draco answered in a drawled tone, "No problem, Granger. Do tell him that said 'hello'." Hermione nodded as she walked off to find the Potions Master of Hogwarts, otherwise known as Hermione Granger's love interest. Some say that it's revolting but Harry thought that it was sweet, with influence from Draco; that Professor Snape now had someone to spend his lonely hours with, even though he drove Lily away from himself with his own doing on that fateful day that he called her the racist term for a Muggleborn witch or wizard. This was his second chance. With Hermione, who was his equal in many ways; they could have stimulating conversations together, refer books to one another, talk about mistakes. comfort each other, scold each other and take care of each other. Granted, Hermione knew how to keep the snarky Potions Master in his place. And partly, that's what made them fit together so well. Imperfect love is often the best kind of love, or so they say.

Draco turned to Harry as he sadly told him, "Harry, it's lunchtime now. And we have to sit at our House tables... I don't want to leave you but I have to." Harry smiled at his boyfriend's adorable nature. He kissed the blond's nose as he answered, "I understand how you feel, Draco. It's stupid that Houses are separated during meals. I'll see you tonight in the Room of Requirement though, right Draco?" Draco smirked at him as he answered, "Alright. Harry. And of course you will. See you then?" Draco kissed his lips one last time before their meeting in the Room of Requirement that had quickly become their sanctuary for not hiding their love for each other. Harry headed over tot the Gryffindor table and ate a simple meal of shepherd's pie with a glass of pumpkin juice. Meanwhile, at the Slytherin table, Draco quietly ate his meal of croutons, salad, quiche, pork pie and a vegetable pasty. He enjoyed his pastries, Draco Malfoy did. After his meal. he slipped off to the library to read an old Potions tome that the blond's godfather had referred to him for their upcoming assignment. He didn't notice Pansy Parkinson following him like a lost puppy with a lovesick expression on her face.